Slightly Saner Sunday
… spent alot of the night awake pondering the best way to turn my brain back into a brain again and remove it from the myre of angst and predetermined doom it has sunk into … so not me to see the darker side of situations … so not me
anyway – I have decided, using Prince Philip as my example (oh hurrah for his interview with the snooty Fiona Bruce and making her look very silly), and just say “this is where I am” and get on with life and not be regretful navel gazing loon anymore.
Well – that’s today’s cunning plan … we’ll see how it goes … this soggy but slightly saner Sunday is going well, to continue the S theme I made soup and have scoffed most of it and am feeling a bit more me again.
I also had a phone call just now, asking me to Chair a very important conference session tomorrow in London which sadly (gutted) I can’t do as will be sitting infront of computer with The Spaniard following it online and looking for other work I can do from the security of a horizontal position whilst I am ‘resting’ to try and encourage Spaniard growth over the coming couple of weeks.
For now … off out in the rain to support a lovely Cambridge based charity having an open garden (you should see the sideways rain outside) … they look after bullied children and help them back into a safe educational environment.
I feel as if I’ve been bullied by my brain and by all the ‘don’t raise your hopes’ comments recently – ok that’s a bit strong but I do feel a little cowed by the raft of ‘constructive / negative comment’ …
as Mr Springsteen, Mr Seeger and others have said, “We shall overcome”
Shutting up now